Luyện nghe bài hát Tough

You think you're with your bass speakers kicking in the back
And triple X lyrics blaring from your puke green Cadillac
You've got bling bling on
And your tattoos running up and your arms
Ah ain't you bad with the seat of your britches hanging down far
Yeah, I had to it to you punk
But all that stuff ain't got a thing to do being tough

tough is your fingers bleeding
It's a hundred and you're gettin no pay
is your old man yelling
Get up out of bed at the break of day
on going when you know you've had enough

That's

It might seem I'm comin down a little hard on you
But you you're a man and you still gotta lot of growin up to do
I bet you a big game when you're hangin with your boys in some pool hall
But I how you'd act if you ever had your back up against the wall
Yeah I'm sure those you hang out in get pretty rough
But you've got a lot to learn being tough

Cause tough is a mom workin three jobs so her kids can eat
Tough is reading bed stories when your body's begging you to go to sleep
Given all you've got for what you

That's

See it wasn't very ago
My brother was about your age
He joined the Corp and before we knew it they shipped him
So far
And is a momma cryin waving goodbye as her baby leaves
Tough is a teenage soldier on the front fighting just to keep you free
Prayin for one more day God above

tough

Son that's
your britches up!
Take a little in yourself